The moment you were exposed did last long as Sav shifted her pants and thong again causing you to move closer and get stuck in her vagina flaps. The warmth and softness of her skin was overwhelming, and your little heart raced as you realized the precarious situation you were in. You tried to keep your balance as she stood up from the couch, the fabric of her thong stretching and folding around you like a wet tissue. You felt the sticky residue of her arousal on your body, and the smell of her pussy was intoxicating. You were trapped, but also surprisingly aroused.
As Sav moved through the apartment, you could see the world from a new perspective. The floor was a jungle of legs and shoes, and the occasional toe came dangerously close to squashing you. You held onto her thong with all your might, hoping to avoid being discovered. The music grew louder as the girls put on their coats and grabbed their purses, and the vibrations of the bass from the speakers resonated through your tiny body. You felt like a tiny astronaut in the vastness of the universe, utterly dependent on the whims of the giant beings around you.
When Sav finally stepped into the hallway, the cool air was a stark contrast to the warmth of her body. You took a moment to catch your breath, the fabric of her thong clinging to you like a second skin. The group of friends descended the stairs, their laughter bouncing off the walls. You could see the street below, a terrifying expanse of concrete and danger. The fear of falling was almost too much to handle, but you clung on, your heart pounding in your chest like a drum.
As they reached the bottom, the door swung open and a gust of wind sent a flurry of leaves into the hallway. You braced yourself, expecting the worst, but the leaves danced around you, unnoticed. The girls stepped outside, and the cold night air hit you like a slap in the face. The sidewalk was a minefield of cracks and pebbles, but the warmth of Sav's body kept you going. You had to get to Krystyna, had to tell her what happened.
The club was a neon jungle, the pulsing lights painting the girls in an array of colors as they made their way through the line. You could see the excitement in their faces, the anticipation of a night of fun and freedom. Meanwhile, you were trapped in a prison of fabric and flesh, a silent witness to the world passing by. Each step Sav took felt like an eternity, the thump of her boots against the ground a constant reminder of your perilous situation.
As they approached the bouncer, you feared discovery. What if he felt you and thought it was something else? What would they do? But the moment passed, and the group of friends was engulfed by the pounding music and the press of bodies inside the club. You could feel the bass vibrating through Sav's body, the thump-thump-thump resonating in your chest like a second heartbeat. The smells of perfume, alcohol, and sweat filled the air, a potent mix that made your head spin.
Once inside, Sav found a spot near the dance floor, the vibrations from the bass making her thong quiver around you. You could see Krystyna in the distance, her medium to long brown hair swaying as she danced with Maddie. You had to get to her, had to find a way to communicate. With a burst of courage, you started to make your way out of Sav's thong, inch by inch, until you were dangling by the fabric. But what happens before you get free?
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